After divorce I am a billionaire
Chapter 202 She's a conversation terminator

It was Melvin's voice.

Lyra's relief was replaced by anger, "Why aren't you answering your phone?"

The man's tone was tinged with a hint of sleepiness and fatigue, "I fell asleep. It's so late. Why haven't you rested? Is something wrong?"

"Nothing happened. I had insomnia and couldn't sleep."

"So... I stay up late with you?"

"Hmm."

Lyra answered softly. Remembering the dream just now, she ordered him seriously, "I remind you once again. You are not allowed to go anywhere, and the phone volume must be the maximum. As long as it is my call, you must answer no matter what time."

The Melvin on the other end of the phone was silent for a while and his tone was light, "I see, so are you sleepy now?"

"Not sleepy."

"So do you want me to tell you a story?"

"Don't."

"So are you hungry? You send me the address where you live. I'll order a late night snack for you?"

"Not hungry."

Melvin didn't know what to say.

It was the end of the conversation!

Lyra did have trouble sleeping and finally got Melvin to tell the story.

Melvin found some funny jokes on the Internet and told them to her one by one.

Because of the poor storytelling skills, the air was once embarrassing, but Lyra fell asleep without realizing it under his hypnotic and magic voice.

The second day.

Lyra's people followed her orders respectively.

But Vincent stayed at Cenmann Manor for a whole day and never left the house.

Seeing that it was getting late, Lyra got a little impatient and asked Keith to go in and lure the man out himself.

After waiting for another half hour, Vincent followed Keith out the door, but how could he have expected to be knocked out with a stick just outside the door of his own villa?

When Vincent woke up again, he found himself was to a chair, with his mouth gagged and a table placed in front of him.

The surrounding was closed and dim, like a basement.

He was completely baffled, struggling desperately and screaming.

The door to the basement opened and he saw the woman walking towards him, with exquisite makeup and those clear, starry eyes that looked like they could suck people in, beautiful like a goblin. After seeing the woman, he was first shocked, then did not struggle and did not shout.

Lyra looked at his reaction and smiled coldly, "It seems that you have seen a lot of my photos recently. You have not seen me for so many years. I'm quite beautiful now and you can even recognize me at once."

She walked to the chair across from Vincent's table and sat down, winking at Eleven.

Eleven stepped forward and ripped the seal off his mouth.

Vincent's beard was ripped, making a painful grimace.

He calmed himself down and glared angrily at Lyra, "I'm your uncle! How dare you let Keith trick me out and kidnap me! This is how you treat your elders?"

Lyra rested her chin in her hand and smiled carelessly.

"It's not like it's the first day you know I'm lawless. And besides, I have a great attitude! As an elder, you did something unethical and have long been unworthy to be respected."

Vincent narrowed his eyes, "I do not have ethic? I have always not asked about the family's affairs. Being a lazy and idle person, did I did something unethical?"

"Take a look at this and you'll know."

Lyra looked again at Eleven, who handed Anthony's confession to his eyes.

"Vincent, I won't be too hard on you today. You can see if you have anything to do with Anthony's thing?"

Vincent read through the confession carefully handed by Eleven. His face suddenly changed.

"Oh my god! My little niece! It's none of my business. How could I possibly want to get you killed? I love you when you were little. I even hugged you, do you remember!? Anthony is at least a director of Security Agency. I'm just an idle man. How could I possibly ask him to do that!"

"Oh?"

Lyra's tone changed, "I heard that your son, my good brother, Caden Lloyd, works at the Bureau of National Affairs. I wonder if he has anything to do with this? Do you think I should ask Collin to look into it for me?"

"No! It has nothing to do with him!"

Lyra slammed the table. Her gaze was suddenly stern, "Why? Anthony himself admitted it. You think you can deny it by saying a few words? Let me guess, it's the inheritance, right?" Vincent looked at her seriously and did not answer.

"Because he couldn't stand the idea of my dad going against the ancestral tradition and insisting on giving the inheritance to me, his favorite youngest daughter. So you teamed up with someone to get me killed first and then took the Lloyd family step by step, didn't you?"

"Who else but you?"

"Was Kacper involved? Is there a connection to Claudia?"

She pressed on and on for an answer.

But the more he listened to her, the more calm his face became.

"Lyra, these are just your guesses. Isn't it too hasty for you to try to convict me just based on Anthony's statement alone?"

Lyra didn't even expect him to confess now.

These old foxes, each of them was cunning.

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. Some time ago I was in a bar and someone made a dirty trick, using S40 potion to try to ruin my face. I've never been one to bear insult, so I brought it to you as well." Eleven took out a glass bottle and a special plastic brush and put them on the table in front of Lyra.

Vincent: "What is this?"

Lyra blinked delicately. Her expression was evil, "It's S40 strong corrosion potion. If I use this to write a word on your face, is very good-looking? What am I going to write?" Vincent was terrified, "This drug is forbidden in the war lab! How could Collin allow you to do that?"

Lyra was surprised, "It seems that you, the idle man, are really pretending. You know it is the laboratory banned drugs, but you said this has nothing to do with you."

She smiled coldly as she opened the bottle. She used the special brush to stir it gently.

"You're stubborn. You're not able to tell everything, then I simply do not ask you. Let's start directly. Although this is only sulfuric acid, I think the taste is also good." "You! I am your uncle !"

Lyra, as if she hadn't heard, pondered, "You like to pretend to be lazy and idle, so how about just writing those words?"

"Lyra, don't you dare!"

"Why don't I dare? If you have the ability, you can take my evidence and go to the Lloyd family's shrine to sue me. You can say that I died for six years, and suddenly came to life. I not only kidnapped you, but also took acid to write on your face. Do you dare to sue?"

"You!" It was only at this point that Vincent was fearful.

Obviously she had planned everything. How can he go out and say that his niece was alive again. So he could only suffer the loss!

"Get me killed if you can! Or you wait!"

Lyra gave a glance at him scornfully, "I don't dare. You're the elder. I'll keep your life. When I have the full evidence, I'll fix you again." She grunted coldly and got up to leave the basement.

Soon, a miserable and loud wail came from inside.

Lyra's whole being was extraordinarily refreshing as she listened to the mournful sound.

Even that night, she slept extraordinarily well.

However, in the next morning, just as she woke up, Eleven knocked on her door very sharply.

The door opened and Lyra unexpectedly noticed that Eleven's eyes were red and her voice was choked with sobs.

"Miss, Nineteen just called me that Mr. Melvin...Mr. Melvin he ..."